Iron & Wine - History Of Lovers

Louise only got from me innocent poetry 

Although she played to not listen 

But still I can hear myself speak as if no one else 

Ever could offer the same 



Some say she knowingly tasts like a recipe 

Although so foolish and willing 

I said Babe I can picture you bend as if wanting to 

Bow as the curtain goes down 



Coddle some men, they'll remember you bitterly 

Fuck 'em, they'll come back for more 

I asked my Louise would she leave and so cripple me 

Then came a knock at the door 



“I came for my woman,” he came with a razor blade 

Bound like us all for the ocean 

I hope that she's happy I'm blamed for the death of 

A man who would take her from me 



Some they saw in me innocent poetry 

Some, some say they'll never be certain 

But still it's been written, a history of lovers 

Given and taken in ink 



Coddle some men, they'll remember you fittingly 

Cut 'em, they'll come back for more 

I asked my Louise would she leave and so cripple me 

Then came the knock at the door 



Louise came to rescue me, missing the irony 

Blood made her heart change its beating 

I hope that she's happy I'm blamed for the death of 

The man she found better than me 















		
			



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